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The Wedding of Fire and Death [1/2 naked version]
There you are. It's been ages... days? weeks? months? You don't know any more. Your mind is shattered, washed away by the darkness and the pain. You quickly lost track of time, trapped in that cell. Trapped, oppressed and without any light in this narrow, cramped gaol. The air is stale, moist and oppressive. You're completely bound and gagged. Your bonds and chains force you to stay on your knees. Fed once a day by the meagre rations your jailers give you. Slow, painful survival. How did you get here? You had a normal life, a family, a wife, children, a job... All that disappeared when the master of death came and unleashed the flames of war on your country. A soulless army invaded your country. Gigantic creatures made of black rock with animal heads, followed by a countless tide of skeleton warriors arrived in your town. You saw your friends and neighbours slaughtered. Their screams still echo in your memory, ghostly echoes of what you have lost. All
this happened at the instigation of one person: Igozarhs, god of fire and death, the Great Devourer. That day you didn't understand why you were lucky enough to have been spared. You never saw your wife or children again. You're alone, in chains, forced to bide your time. A condemned man without a sentence, waiting for death to deign to look upon him. But today is a special day. Your jailers, two skeleton guards, come to grab you and take you out of your cell. They undo your bonds and drag you to a large room with other prisoners like
you. You are unable to walk. You are thrown with the others in front of a pedestal. And that's when you see it... the very embodiment of the end of your world, the flaming god who has
wiped out everything you loved. Igozarhs. An immense reptilian figure, its torso sculpted like a divine statue, draped in a loincloth of gold and precious fabric, with reflections as fiery as the desert sun. Its black and red scales evoke the mingling of ashes and blood. His majestic neck, adorned with a royal cobra headdress, opens like a veil of death. It exuded an aura of power. Every step he took produced a thud. The flagstones shook slightly under his weight, not from his mass, but from the overwhelming energy emanating from him. His gleaming golden eyes pierced souls like burning blades. His torso was covered by a broad breastplate adorned with precious stones of bloody, celestial hues. Bracelets of chiselled gold
encircled her powerful arms, accompanied by a small blue and black snake around her arm. He didn't walk. He ruled. Every movement was slow, calculated, almost sacred. Like a god cursing a people. He inspired fear without needing to speak. He was beautiful, majestic... and terrifying. A divine beauty offering only death. You soon felt worse. Difficulty breathing. Feelings of dizziness, of unease. You saw golden threads coming out of the bodies of the other furrys present, and you soon saw the same thing
coming out of your jaw and your eyes. All these threads converged on the pedestal, and then on the hand of the pitiless entity that was Igozarhs. His raised arm, motionless, seemed to suck in souls with deliberate slowness. He savoured pain, feeding off despair. All around you, atrocious screams began to resound. Not ordinary panic cries, no... visceral, gut-wrenching screams, as if their insides were being ripped out. Some begged, others could
only emit suffocating rales, strangled by fear or pain. You saw a young captive convulsing, his eyes bulging, while his mouth let out a scream so high-pitched it chilled you to the bone. His skin seemed to turn pale, as if the life was escaping from every pore of his body. The golden strands vibrated and quivered, like torn nerves still alive. They twisted in the air, snaking up to Igozarhs' palm, which remained motionless, like a living altar of death. Body after body collapsed, drained of all essence, like rag dolls crushed under an invisible force. The air was saturated with fear. A primitive, animal fear. You could hear the sobs, the barelywhispered prayers, the trembling voice of a prisoner calling for his mother between two suffocations. The ground seemed to tremble under the spasms of the dying. A sickening smell rose up, a mixture of sweat, dust and agonising flesh. The more he sucked out that golden energy, the weaker and more exhausted you felt. You were nothing more than a breath, a dust of life being cruelly torn away. In the end, you lived longer in captivity than all the others slaughtered during the fighting, only to die at the feet of the man who brought fire and death into your life. Kneeling before
the cursed splendour, you breathe your last in fear, suffering... and silence. Maybe soon you'll find yourself on your knees before me too while I steal your life~ 😈 Or maybe you'll be trapped under my paws like the little demon~
An AMAZING commission! Probably my favorite piece of art I have from Igozarhs! Thanks so much to
! She's super nice, pleasant, attentive, and very talented!Igozarhs belongs to
Artist/demon:
stefaink
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Category Artwork (Digital) / Gore / Macabre Art
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